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• I had a quiet morning, waking at eleven. Jade and Sarah didn’t wake until after two. I took my hard drive up to Shan’s place and copied some data around. Unfortunately, he hadn’t installed the most recent service pack, so didn’t have support for drives over 137 GB. This meant that the data he had put on was all corrupted when I got it back to my place, and I had to spend an hour or two watching numbers scroll past while Windows fixed pointless things like invalid security descriptors on every file on the drive. This was particularly annoying, as I had had a nice family dinner at the Den, and was quite tired and hadn’t really planned to watch scrolling numbers for hours.